Chapter 112: Talking the Day After
twenty four.
Messiah Ake-Wayne, nine years old, is in the process of rebelling and running away from home.
It all started on his ninth birthday. The little Messiah, who had already known that Hogwarts was a fictional school, was ridiculed by his older and younger brothers.
"Messiah, you will receive the Hogwarts acceptance letter in two years. Are you looking forward to it?"
Jason, transformed into a strong man, grinned and winked, "I still remember you crying and shouting about going to Hogwarts—"
The little Messiah pretended not to hear what Jason said and cut the lamb chops with a stern face.
"Yeah." Tim agreed nonchalantly, a strange glint in his eyes. "I even ran away from home for Hogwarts."
"What what?" Stephanie exclaimed, moving closer to Tim excitedly, "Xiao Mi was actually so childish?"
"Of course, I still have the video from that time. I'll send you a copy later."
Cassandra looked up silently and said simply, "I."
Tim smiled and waved, "Okay, I'll remember to send them to you all."
The little Messiah continued to cut the lamb chops indifferently, as if he was not the protagonist of their conversation.
After all, this kind of thing has become a must-see program for the Wayne family every year since he found out that Hogwarts is fictional and it was very earth-shattering for a while.
He won't be provoked by these childish guys!
"Thinking about Xiao Mi back then, she was so cute." Dick smiled dreamily, "She was so small, yet she would act like a spoiled brat with us and was willing to run away from home just for a fairy tale~"
"Of course, I'm still a little one now, but I won't act like a spoiled brat to my brother anymore..."
Dick sighed, and veins popped out on the forehead of the little Messiah, who was called the tiny one, but he suppressed them for the sake of his mature demeanor.
Barbara gave the little Messiah a sly look and agreed, "What a nostalgic past. It's a shame we can only recall it now by watching videos and photos."
Hearing their conversation, Bruce, who didn't want to join this "war", couldn't help but reveal a nostalgic expression.
He also remembered that Messiah used to act like a spoiled child with him, would hug his neck tightly to fulfill his wishes, call him "Dad" in a sticky voice, and would be pulled into the quilt to sleep with him when he called him to get up.
And now…
Bruce coughed, trying not to look at the little Messiah's expressionless face.
A few months ago, Messiah, who was not even nine years old, entered puberty early. Not only did he no longer act like a spoiled child with him, but he also stopped hugging him as he used to. Every day, he would call him "Dad" in a serious manner, and the way he woke him up was to throw him into another dimension.
Although Messiah is cute with his chubby face, he used to be really close to his dad...
Of course, he is Batman, and Batman never misses anything, just a little bit.
The little Messiah endured it. He tried to keep an expressionless face, telling himself that he was already a mature adult and couldn't get angry with these childish guys.
Damian, who had long been fed up with the little Messiah's pretense, delivered the final blow.
"TT, in the past?" Damian folded his arms in disdain. "It's the same now. Pretending to be mature to cover up yourself? Poor acting, unchanging childishness."
This is the price of having a group of brothers and sisters who know your dark history and take pleasure in it.
The little Messiah finally couldn't bear it anymore. His tried-to-keep stern face instantly collapsed, and he looked at his brothers and sisters who were his enemies with gritted teeth.
"You guys."
Jason keenly sensed the hidden danger in Little Messiah's words and stood up to slip away. "I'm done eating. If anyone from the Iceberg Restaurant needs to call me, I'll be leaving first."
"I thought I heard Connor calling me. It should be the Teen Titans' emergency number."
"Cassan and I will come too. We can help you together, Tim."
"Um!"
"Something happened unexpectedly at Blüdhaven, and my colleagues asked me to go back and work overtime, so I left first."
"Sorry, my dad called me home. He seemed to have something to say to me, so I'm leaving now."
Damian, who thought he wasn't afraid of the little Messiah's challenge, sneered, "What a coward."
Fortunately, my father wouldn't do the same as these guys...
Damian watched Bruce wipe his mouth reservedly, then stood up and said, "I've got a new idea for a case I'm investigating. I'm going to the Batcave first."
Damian's filter was completely shattered.
The little Messiah sneered, and after relying on the physics of flight to increase his height - he didn't care about the saying of being small, and stood in the air, looking down at the group of bastards who were scattered like birds and beasts.
"Not a single one of you can leave," the little Messiah said fiercely. "All of you go to the desert and eat sand!"
The little Messiah angrily drew a golden and red circle of light leading to the Sahara Desert, ready to throw all these bad guys in without leaving a single one behind.
Before being sent away by the hanging ring, Dick let out a final wail.
"What? It's actually a desert!" Dick screamed. "I've already prepared my fishing nets!"
Jason angrily opened his coat, revealing the Wayne Technology cold-weather jacket underneath. "What's my cold-weather jacket worth? Can't we go to the North Pole this time?"
"I win." Tim calmly raised his hand at the last moment and said, "Remember to send the stuff to me."
The little Messiah looked at the others who were reluctant and the complacent Tim, and had no idea what was going on.
They, they were actually betting on his reaction!
Little Messiah is super angry.
"All of you, get out of here and repent in the alternate dimension!" Little Messiah angrily clapped his hands and opened the alternate dimension. "No one wins today. The only winner is me!"
Bruce, who had done nothing—it wasn't a crime just thinking about it—stretched his hand, trying to distance himself from the matter: "I..."
However, the little Messiah did not listen to their excuses. Regardless of gender, age or status, all creatures present except Alfred and Alfred's cat were thrown into another dimension by him.
Even Ace and Titus, who were lying at his feet with human smiles on their faces, were no exception.
Alfred looked at the dining table that had suddenly become empty, raised his eyebrows and looked at Little Messiah, and said as if it was normal: "Master Messiah, can Master Bruce and the others still come home for dinner tonight?"
The little Messiah nodded reluctantly.
"If I didn't have to go on night patrol, I wouldn't have let them go." The little Messiah puffed up his cheeks and muttered with a pout, "Next time, next time I will definitely throw them into outer space."
Alfred couldn't help but smile as he looked at the little Messiah who had regained his true nature after his disguise was broken.
Young Master Messiah is still so easy to "bully".
It's probably because Master Messiah always behaves so adorably after being provoked that Master Dick and the others never get tired of it.
The little Messiah knew nothing about Alfred's thoughts. After some inner thought, he finally put on a stern face and resumed his disguise, telling Alfred his well-considered decision.
"I'm going to run away from home," the little Messiah said firmly. "I don't want to put up with these childish guys anymore."
Alfred thought that the most childish person in this family was actually you, Master Messiah, but he still showed a loving smile on his face.
"After running away from home, will you still come home for dinner on weekends?" Alfred said calmly, "And how will you continue with your studies?"
Little Messiah picked up Alfred the cat and took a fierce sip of Alfred's furry belly.
"I'm not going back!" Little Messiah said loudly, "This time, I'm running away from home completely. I won't come back until Dad and the others have confessed their sins."
"As for school, um..."
Messiah, the good student, thought hard for a moment and reluctantly said, "I will use the hanging ring to go back to school. You don't have to worry about my studies, Ah Fu."
"But I won't say a word to Damian at school, and I won't go home after school!" Little Messiah added indignantly, "I won't go home until they admit their mistakes."
"snort!"
Alfred couldn't help laughing. Even after running away from home, he would still go back to school. In this respect, Master Messiah and Master Bruce were not at all alike.
Master Bruce was never this well behaved when he "ran away from home".
The little Messiah did what he said. He took a deep breath on Alfred the cat's belly and released Ace and Titus who were exiled to another dimension.
Ace and Titus's dogs had confusion written all over their faces as they tilted their heads up and looked at their little master who suddenly forgave them.
Little Messiah hugged Ace and Titus in each hand, kissed them on the left and then on the right, and closed his eyes peacefully surrounded by fur.
Titus tilted his head in confusion, while Ace had already licked the little Messiah's face skillfully, and Alfred the cat also purred in his throat and kneaded milk on the little Messiah's knees.
After a few minutes, the little Messiah struggled to pull his head out from among the furry creatures. He reached out and rubbed the chins of the little animals one by one, saying goodbye to them one by one.
"Goodbye, Alfred the cat. Goodbye, Ace. Goodbye, Titus." The little Messiah said seriously, "I'm leaving home to pursue my dreams, but if I have time, I will come home to see you often."
Ace nudged the little Messiah's face with his mouthpiece, as if he understood what the little Messiah was saying, and revealed a human-like expression of worry.
Titus, the current Bat-dog, gave Batman the same disapproving look: "Woof!"
Alfred the cat rubbed little Messiah's neck, then jumped off Messiah's knees gracefully and walked away with an elegant cat walk.
The little Messiah has made up his mind and will not change it.
He cruelly left the dogs behind who were reluctant to leave - Titus's disapproval was rounded off by him into reluctance, and he ran upstairs with his slippers clacking.
After searching the desk and preparing the books and materials he would need for school, Little Messiah fell into confusion.
Running away from home...what do I need to prepare?
The last time he ran away from home, little Messiah left with nothing, and the price he paid was being forced to eat instant noodles for 30 days in the Holy of Holies.
The little Messiah thought about it and decided that he really didn't want to ask for help from the bad guy Jason, who had extensive experience in running away from home, so he chose the simplest method.
He took out two black cards, rubbed his chin and looked at them for a while, then stuffed them into his schoolbag.
These two black cards were obtained by him when he "robbed" Jason some time ago. One of them was forced on him by Bruce in order to compete after he knew that he "robbed" Jason.
Although Jason's black card doesn't have that much money and Dad's black card has a limit, it should be enough if he runs away from home.
The little Messiah nodded contentedly, put on his backpack full of books, and smiled with satisfaction.
Just wait, he will definitely make those bad guys who laughed at him regret it!
So, the nine-year-old Messiah once again began his journey of running away from home.
Where will he go this time?
[To be continued]
【Author’s words】
I originally wanted to write about what happens when she grows up, but after thinking about it, I decided to stop the fourth episode at the age when Xiao Mi is the most carefree. When she grows up, she will have to take on some responsibilities. After all, even if she becomes a human, Xiao Mi still wants to help others.
And in this way, it will be a natural progression to take on the extra chapter hahaha
Next, we will start the serialization of the extra story. The second round of Little Messiah’s journey is about to begin [scatter flowers]
——Preview of the next issue:
My white tyrant brother can't be this cute!
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